readx;?? Looking at the throne in front of him, a greedy thought invaded Zhang Yiyang's brain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Sit on... You will become the god emperor who dominates the common people, sitting on the world, beautiful women like clouds, countless wealth, inexhaustible, only you can bear the people of the world, not the people of the world, the power of life and death is all in your hands...!"

With greed, Zhang Yiyang unconsciously came to the throne, stretched out his hand to touch, the cold dragon scales, not hard, but soft, under the touch, made people feel good.

It may also be that greed is at work, Zhang Yiyang finally stood in front of the throne, his hands touched the two dragon heads, and he looked around in the hall with his eyes, feeling that everything he saw in his eyes was so appropriate.

Then, the knee slowly bent, and it was natural to sit down, but unfortunately, when the butt was about to touch the throne, a pinprick pain came to the nerve.

The picture in front of him changed, and Zhang Yiyang found that what he was going to sit on was not the throne just now, but a pile of bones composed of skeletons, and the ass was about to be next to a black fang.

"It's good that he didn't sit down, otherwise, the sharp, glittering fangs would have to burst his chrysanthemum ......!"

Zhang Yiyang saw sweat on his head, but fortunately he suddenly woke up at the last second, otherwise, the consequences would really make people's scalp tingle.

He knew that he was not dead, he was being tortured by the black emperor who didn't know whether it was a man or a woman, just like playing with a small animal, while appreciating it, entertaining himself, once the other party lost interest, then there was only one result, crush him.

Everything that happened in front of me has completely changed, the original magnificent palace is gone, a yellow river, half of the yellow sand, and all you see is piles of bones.

Hollow eye sockets, bulging frontal bones, crushed teeth, and skulls lined up in a small hill, and a whining cry emanated from its nostrils as the cold wind blew.

The sound was miserable, and it made people's scalps tingle when they heard it.

At the end of the night, there was no light in the pitch black night, but the broken skeletons were clearly visible, exuding a faint green glow, as if they came from the ghost gate of hell.

Of course, these are nothing to Zhang Yiyang, demons and monsters, evil demons crooked, as long as the heart is strong, everything is a passing cloud.

Stepping into the dark night, listening to the whining sound in his ears, Zhang Yiyang insisted on walking step by step.

The calendar in my heart is revealed day by day, a month, two months, three months... One year, two years, three years...

Until, Zhang Yiyang felt that his face had become wrinkled, his back was outlined, his legs were bent, and his steps were staggering...

It's still dark, it's still boring, things are almost the same every day, Zhang Yiyang even forgot the past, forgot why he came, in short, he only knew to live and go on.

Until one day, he couldn't walk anymore, looking at the darkness ahead, and his heavy eyelids gradually closed......

Is it dead? No!

Suddenly, everything in front of him changed again, in the spring season, the mountains were full of flowers, colorful, Zhang Yiyang was lying on the grass, bathed in the warm sunshine. Until he stretched lazily and opened his eyes sleepily.

"Are you awake?"

A woman, dressed in a holy white dress, with a white scarf covering her face, her bewitching and slender figure did not dare to be blasphemed.